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Louis moved his hands to Harry's waist and placed his lips upon his. Harry at once slid his hands onto Louis jaw as if it was subconscious. Louis traced small circles with his thumbs on Harry's body and Harry's heart was going crazy at how gentle he was being with him, but the word 'gentle' was rapidly replaced as the kiss was beginning to get more passionate, feisty even. Harry's hands were no longer cupping Louis' face - they had trailed down to his neck and Louis had a feeling that they'd have kept travelling down his body if he hadn't slowly pulled away. Louis wanted more than anything to continue the kiss but he had to remind himself that there were people here...

There were people here.

Looking around, his stomach dropped and his thoughts were filled with possible outcomes of what he'd see. Louis imagined everyone with disgusted expressions, his friends regarding him with revolted stares... but instead he was met with something else.

"SHIT, IM GONNA BE SINGLE FOREVER"

"MY BOYFRIEND WOULD NEVER"

"MY SHIPPPPPPP"

"MAN, THAT WAS SMOOTH AS FUCKKKKK"

"hoLY SHIT YOU TWO I'M TEARING UP"

"YOU DID NOT HAVE TO DO MY SINGLE ASS LIKE THAT"

"ROMEOANDJULIET WHO JACKANDROSE WHO I ONLY KNOW LOUISANDHARRYYY"

"WHY IS EVERYONE FREAKING OUT WE ALL KNEW THEY WERE GAY"

"USE PROTECTION GUYS-"

"SHUT THE FUCK UP STEVE THEY'RE HAVING A MOMENT"

Louis looked back at Harry, laughing, but that grin fell away immediately as he took in the bashful, precious smile on Harry's face. In that moment, it felt like nothing in the world mattered more than him. That beautiful boy in front of him.

"...Lou?"

Louis blinked out of his trance. "Hm?"

"You're staring." Harry laughed.

"Only 'cause you're so cute." Louis said and squeezed his cheeks.

Harry's smile widened further, his face still in Louis' hand, and his green eyes twinkled.


Damn.


I'm going to love you forever, aren't I?

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